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Marriage Life🔞💦

Content : Adult content🔞/Family Matters/Romance/…

Characters : Bruce Wayne x Y/N (Wife)

It's another day you wake up without your husband by your side. You are extremely disgusted and tired of him working so hard from morning until night every day. But you have no choice, because you know too well that your husband is such a busy person. You marry a man who is dozen years difference in age between you. His name is Bruce Wayne. In his public identity, he is a billionaire industrialist and notorious playboy. At night, he is Batman the super hero of Gotham City.

For several days in a row, there has been no passionate kiss in the morning and no romantic intimate time at night. When you two were in love, it was so sweet and romantic, with constant surprises from morning to night. Now you live like a fucking widow, waking up with a messy quilt beside your bed without your lover. Few days ago, you woke up two hours earlier to make breakfast for him, but he washed himself and ran out with his briefcase as soon as he woke up.

Thinking back to the scene of honeymoon in Maldives, it was simply a stunning beauty. He was so charming in bed, and you couldn't get out of bed for several days. Before, you had a passionate and romantic life, but now you feel bored. It's really different after marriage, and you start to doubt whether this marriage has lost its freshness. You go downstairs to the living room and look at the quiet home, a home without your husband. You sit on the sofa, turn on the TV, pick up a magazine and read it, and your husband's face is printed on the cover.

"Mommy, good morning." You heard someone coming down the stairs, you looked in that direction. It was the cheerful and sunny eldest son Dick Grayson. Before marrying Bruce, he told you that he had adopted children, and he was one of them.

At first, you were a little hesitant about whether you should marry Bruce Wayne. After all, when you were pursuing your career, you met your dear husband at a certain moment. At the beginning, you chose love for him, including his three adopted children and the child he had with another woman. Before you two got married, he introduced his children to you, and it was really strange at first because two children of almost the same age called you mom.

Your marriage was a simple process, without any exaggerated style, and without signing any prenuptial agreement. You just invited family and friends to witness it. When you two were in love, you were questioned by everyone. That fucking rich playboy actually going to get married. You also doubted whether you were too anxious to marry him after dating for a few months, but now there is no way to regret it.

However, after getting along for a long time, you found although the four sons have their own personalities and tempers, but not make you hate them. On the contrary, you, who have no children, have a motherly love for them. Sometimes Dick was so badly injured when he came home from patrol that you almost felt heartbroken. You put the magazine on the sofa and stood up to wave to him enthusiastically, "Good morning, sunny boy. Do you want to have breakfast together?"

"Okay, I'm starving. Where's Bruce?" He ran to living room excitedly and looked around for your husband.

When mention Bruce's name, you used to like him so much, but now you don't like him so much. When you were busy at work, you would rush to him excitedly when colleagues said Bruce was here to see you. Now... better not say it, it makes my husband seem dead. You sighed deeply, and looked at Dick in a sarcastic and indifferent way, "Sunny boy, Bruce went to work, early in the morning."

He realized he had touched your sore spot and immediately shut up. He thought about how to comfort you for a long time, and he looked very panicked. Dick as the eldest son in the family and was the most considerate of others' feelings. Sometimes he accidentally touch people's sore spots like now. He snapped fingers and said, "I'll make breakfast today! Mommy, you wait here."

You laughed out loud, you never get tired of seeing him like this. "Then I'll leave it to you."

He gave a thumbs-up gesture and ran happily to the kitchen. You continued to flip through the magazine with nothing to do, curious about the content with your husband on it. You noticed a topic that concerned you, the title was Bruce Wayne's new love. The daughter of a certain group company walked into the high-end restaurant with your husband's arm. You pinched the magazine in annoyance, and the quiet life now made you more angry.

"Mommy! Do you want the eggs to be cooked or half-cooked?" Dick walked out with a spatula in his hand. Seeing your resentful look, he was so scared and ran back in sweat.

You put down the magazine in your hand and walk to the kitchen explain to him. You accidentally heard him talking on the phone "Bruce, what the hell are you doing? Mommy is very strange today. Did you make her angry?"

You want to avoid it but can't. You haven't talked to your husband for a few days. Not to mention chatting on the phone, you haven't even said goodnight. Perhaps as you expected, this relationship and marriage is not as good as you imagined, but terrible. It's so embarrassing that children have to worry about the things between you and your husband. The tears and grievances that have been holding back for several days are about to overflow.

At this time, there was no sound in the kitchen. You calmed down and thought about it carefully before going in to talk to him. He hurriedly put his phone back in pocket and pretended to be fine. You leaned aside and smiled, "Sunny boy, do you need your phone to look up the recipe when frying an egg?"

He scratched his head in a troubled manner, holding something in his mouth as if he wanted to say. You vaguely felt something was wrong but just wanted to pretend nothing happened. The more you cared, the more Bruce wanted to leave you. You know some things without having to say them out loud, attitude is everything. Dick called you and interrupted your thoughts, "Mommy, you love mint chocolate, right?"

You were surprised and nodded slightly, curious why he suddenly asked this, "Yes. Why so sudden?"

"We've finished the mint chocolate at home, I’ll buy you some when out to work later." He blurted out, looking a little nervous and anxious.

You laughed out loud, he always treats you so considerately. If only Bruce could learn to be more considerate, you nodded, "Okay, I haven't eaten for a few days, I'm super greedy."

8:30 pm -

You received several messages from the four children.

Dick 🦅: Mommy! Sorry, I have to work overtime. I owe you chocolate first.

Jason 🐺: Mom, I didn't go home today.

Tim 🐦‍⬛: I have something urgent to do today.

Damian 🐶: I'm sleeping at my friend's house.

You 🦭: Ok... Be safe.

The four sons and husband not at home, which makes you even more bored. Usually, Tim and Dick would chat with you, but now everyone has their own lives and there is no need to stay at home. Alfred is a miracle today. He not come back yet. He is really amazing runs around everywhere. Now you are at home like a bodyguard, waiting at home to welcome them home. You want to go back to your own home but don’t want your family to worry about your marriage life. After all, it is unreasonable.

At this time, there was a sound in the hall. You thought the children would not come home today, Alfred had his own things to do, and your husband didn’t come home so early. Who the hell opened the door? ! You quietly left the room, and tried to find out who it was. You saw that person and instantly let go of your nervous mood. It was your husband. It was rare to come home late for a few days. You happily went downstairs to greet him warmly.

"You're home early today, Darling." You still feel sad, but don't want to affect his mood. After all, businessmen are very tired, so you choose to face him with a smile.

He has a smile on face, but looks at a loss. He puts his hands behind back as he has hidden something. "Yes, I finished work early today so went home early."

You point behind him, wondering what it is. "What are you hiding behind you?"

He turns around and smiles awkwardly, "It's nothing."

The more he does this, the more scared you become. You smile helplessly and say, "Darling, are you hiding something from me?"

He hesitates for a moment then says, "I..."

You get straight to the point , "If you are tired of me or want to divorce me, just do it now. Let's not waste our time."

He is surprised and sad to hear this, "Why do you think so?"

You put your hands on your waist look at his face with tears in your eyes. "You have ignored me for several days. Our married life has changed. It is no longer a two-way love. I know you are really busy. At least you have to know your wife is waiting for you every day."

He looked at you with a cold and ruthless attitude, which made your heart hurt even more. "Sweetheart, I really didn't mean to do this. Do you remember I told you there was a big project in the company to deal with?"

You looked at him and nodded bitterly. "I remember."

He walked closer to you, hands still behind his back. "I've been working on that project these days. I can leave work early today because I've finished it."

You looked at him, questioning him. "Then?"

"So I can devote all my extra time and energy to accompany my beautiful sexy wife." He said in a flirting tone that made you feel itchy.

Although you have been ignored for a few days, you are really excited this kind of romantic conversation. "Wow... So thoughtful and romantic."

He took out a bunch of bright blue roses and two boxes of your favorite mint chocolate from the back and gave them to you. "Now the misunderstanding has been resolved, can you forgive me, sweetheart?"

You didn't accept his gift, but put the magazine in front of him, and asked again, "Who is the girl holding your hand?"

Maybe he was surprised because you crushed the magazine, he said with a sly smile, "Her father and I are the leaders of this project. We have eaten in this restaurant and talked about business these days. Her daughter is interested in me, I rejected her because I have a wife."

You looked unbelievable, "Huh?! Are you sure it's not your lover outside?"

He couldn't help laughing and sighed happily, "Do you really think so?"

You turned around, facing away from him, and said indifferently, "I don't know."

He put down the things in his hands, hugged you from behind and kissed your neck deeply. "Sweetheart, women who throw themselves at me are not my type, you know it."

You smiled helplessly, "What you want to say?"

He smiled softly in your ear, "My wife is fucking better than them."

You couldn't hold back your laughter at his words. This guy is really good at teasing. Every word that comes out of that sexy mouth makes several girls fall for him. You want to refute him, but you can't control your inner joy. You have no choice but to forgive your lovely husband. Before you can speak, his hands are in your clothes, exploring various parts of your body.

You turned to look at him in panic, "You idiot! What if they come back suddenly!?"

He buried his head in your fragrant hair until he breathed a warm breath into your ear, "They won't be back today, now is our time."

You feel him about to put his hand between your thighs, his lips and tongue constantly moaning in your ear to woo you, you feel excited by touch, the thing between his thighs has been erected and rubbing against your skin, you haven't been in the pleasure of his touch and body for several days, you take a breath to relax your body, and indulge in the romance and passion he brings.

"Sweetheart, it's just the two of us tonight, we can play wherever we want." You hear his hungry moans reach your ears. "

You break away from his passionate touch, turn around hold his handsome face and lick his lips. He can't resist your temptation and actively kisses your sweet lips. He lifts you up with his strong hands, you kiss his neck from cheek to lips. He takes you to the room and throws you on the bed. The two of you are completely ignited by desire and can't wait. You take off your clothes, unbutton your underwear, and leave a pair of underwear for him to take off.

You lie on the bed facing him, lift one foot and move your pinky toe to seduce him. He unties the tie wrapped around his neck, pulls off his shirt and throws it on the ground, unbuttons his belt and pants, leaving only a pair of boxer briefs. The two of you have been fucking horny for a long time, at least a few times a day, and you both want to make up for the missed opportunities today. He climbs onto the bed, hooks his fingers into your underwear pulls it down bit by bit.

"Darling, how many times tonight?" You stroked his body and flirted with him.

He grabbed your breast with one hand, eager to eat you "until we are satisfied."

He kissed your lips and flicked your nipples with his fingers to stimulate taste buds. You felt his tongue go deep into your lips, stirring them constantly to blend your hot and passionate love juices together. He left your lips, you gasped and moaned shyly. He came to your neck again to lick and kiss it. He acted coquettishly on you in bed with a possessive desire that made you feel extremely happy and satisfied.

He kisses your collarbone and slowly moves towards your plump breasts. He licks his lips looks so naughty that made you very excited. He smells and kisses your breasts until your nipples stand up. His hot passion and breath are all focused on your sensitive nipples. You use your knee to push him between his thighs to arouse his lust. His body trembles and you bite your lips smile mischievously. You really don't get tired of him in bed.

He gently bites and sucks your nipples. You hug him and let him lean against your breasts. He uses his other hand to knead your other breast. His hungry mouth and rough strong hands make you feel so good. You are so satisfied being played with by him. There are only two of you at home. You moan loudly and enjoy it as much as you want. His hand rubbing between your thighs. Your clitoris always played by him and you are about to orgasm. Wow, this is really beautiful.

You thought of a question and grabbed his hair. "Wait, Darling."

He looked unhappy that his time was interrupted. "Really? What?"

You looked at him curiously with a smirk. "Was it your idea to have everyone away tonight?"

He pinched your nipples and pulled gently, buried his head in your clitoris licked it a few times to refuse. It was so great until you clutched the quilt, a wave of hot collisions hit your body. Your toes trembled, and the moans in your mouth could not stop. You wanted to stop and take a breath, but he didn't give you that chance, kept playing with your wet clitoris. He stopped and licked his lips. "That's right, otherwise I can't hear your voice clearly."

You finally had time to relax after a breath. "You can hear my voice every day."

During the conversation, his restless fingers went in and massaged your insides repeatedly. "When sex at home, you concerned about the children and try not to scream loudly. You screamed so excitedly and beautifully on your honeymoon before."

You straighten your waist, feel how deep his fingers are moving inside you. "Ha—Bruce...wait a minute, I'm almost there!"

He bites his lips ignite his sexual desire, and his fingers keep playing with your G-spot inside, you are almost going crazy. You can't hold back his fierce and crazy rhythm, your clitoris is made to cum by his fingers. The long-suppressed and longed desire is finally released, you fall on the bed rest for a while relax yourself. Your husband leave the bed and take off his last boxer briefs, revealing his hard and big cock.

He can't wait any longer, you spread your legs invite him in. He holds your waist to pulls you closer, he lifts your left leg puts it on his shoulder, he holds his cock and rubs it outside your clitoris to let it fill up with your love juices then inserts it into your body, his cock enter your body drop by drop until it reaches the bottom, your body trembles with excitement, you can feel his cock filling you up, fuck.

He holds your hips bring you closer to him, you can feel how strong his temperature is inside you "Damn, it's still so tight no matter how many times I come in."

You grabbed his arms with all your strength, enjoying the feeling of being pampered by him. You two spent so much happiness in bed together, and you could remember every moment of it vividly. You almost lost count of how many times you moaned for him and how much pleasure you held back. "You're so fucking big, Ha—"

He rubbed your clitoris, and his body bumped into you and pushed all the way in. You could feel his cock going deeper and deeper into you, you both finally got the satisfaction had been craving for days. He lay on top of you, you clamped your legs around him to let him go deeper into you. He slapped your buttocks with his palm on a whim. This was his habit to increase your stimulation. The sound of your two moans spread throughout the room, and the room was filled with a rich and warm atmosphere. The two of you enjoyed and indulged in it.

He licks your neck and sucks it leaving a deep red mark, this guy is so fucking possessive. But it feels so fucking good, you grab his back hard in excitement and leave a mark. But he doesn't care and smirks even more happily, he keeps fucking you hard in your clit. You can't hold it anymore, you're about to cum. His cock fucks you harder inside you, you clench it because you're about to cum.

You hug Bruce tightly and bury your head in his shoulder, you are so excited that you cum "Fuck! Bruce! Ah-!"

You don't know how much love juice you cum, you just know that your husband really fucking makes you cum so hard, when you take a breath he laughs in your ear "I'm almost there too, you're awesome."

He pulled his cock out of you, you knew he wanted to change positions. You were lying on the bed in a doggy style position, and your peachy buttocks were so raised that he wanted to cum in you even more. He lifted your long hair and kissed from your neck all the way to your waist, then kissed your buttocks and slapped them. You couldn't hold back, your body twitched and screamed out in shame. He used his cock play with your buttocks, the wetness from the love juice just now staining your peachy buttocks.

He was satisfied with playing with you and directly inserted his cock into your body. His cock rubbed all over your body. You pinched the quilt to force the pleasure of release. Bruce leaned over and stretched out his hand to hold your hand tightly. He had reached his limit and was about to climax. You heard his moans and panting sounds lingering in your ears. He held your abdomen with other hand to support you. He knew that you were about to release.

He bit your ear, and a strong breath penetrated your ear. "Honey, I want to fill you up."

You nodded and closed your eyes. "I'm going to cum too - Bruce - cum inside!"

He slowed down and then accelerated the speed of fucking and bumping into you until his body trembled, and you felt his hot semen flowing into your body. He pulled out his cock with some semen on it. You sat on the bed saw some semen leaked from the clitoris on the inside of your thigh and dripped onto the bed. You stood up wanted to wipe it with a tissue, but your waist didn't have the strength to move. It was really too intense.

Bruce went to the bedside table took out box of tissues and then held you on his lap. He spread your legs apart with his hands. To be honest, it was quite embarrassing, you was exposing your clitoris nakedly. He gently cleaned it for you, cleaned the semen for you every time after sex. You leaned your head back on him, enjoying the feeling of being pampered and cared for by him after sex.

Thanks to him sending the others away leaving the two of you alone, you haven't screamed so much since moving here. After a hot and passionate night, you fucking get the satisfaction from your husband. After he cleaned your clitoris, he hugged you tightly gave you a passionate kiss on your cheek. You turned your head look at his handsome and confident face, and laughed out loud accidentally, which made him confused.

"What's wrong? Honey, you're smiling so happily."

"Nothing, I didn't expect you send other people away for our time."

"I just want you to moan loudly and wildly, I love to hear it."

You turned and looked at him shyly with a confident smirk "Fuck you, bastard Bruce Wayne."

He pinched your nipples with his fingers. "You naughty girl, I would rather hear you call me love."

His erotic fingers playing with your nipples. His hands are groping around body until they reach your clitoris. This time he inserts two fingers into you, playing with your nipples while playing with your clitoris. His hands are really great at making you feel so good. His fingers are constantly moving quickly inside you. He raises his fingers and pushes your climax point, making your body tremble and squirt directly. He is really good at using his fingers.

He takes two fingers out, which are covered with your wet love juice. He licks them with a satisfied look. This guy is obviously more than ten years older than you, but he has so much energy that you can't imagine. You are so addicted to his playing with you, you moan shyly, "Wait a minute, love - I want to rest before -"

He laughs in your ear "What a good girl."

Nine o'clock in the morning -

Last night until midnight, you experienced several rounds of sex, you got the satisfaction and happiness had been longing for. After several fierce sex, you two took a shower together and fell asleep on the bed without even putting on clothes. In the blink of an eye, it was already morning, and you felt someone kneading your breasts. You knew it was your husband's perverted and unplaced hands. He never felt tired of doing this, but it was really comfortable. You let him knead and massage as he pleased. He didn't stop until there was a knock on the door. He got up from the bed and put on his pajamas and went to the door. You hid under the quilt didn't come out because still naked.

You heard Alfred's voice, "Good morning, Master Wayne. Breakfast is ready, you two can come down to eat."

"Got it. She and I will go down together later."

He closed the door and walked to your side sat on the bed. You came out from under the quilt and leaned on his shoulder, "I'm hungry."

He laughed at your words and breathed, hugging your shoulders, "Got it. Let's go downstairs to have breakfast after changing clothes."

You both got out of bed went to bathroom to wash up. You took a set of lace bra and panties from the closet put them on. You choose a one-shoulder off-shoulder top and black trousers put them on. You sat in front of the mirror put on some light makeup and sprayed some light perfume on your neck. Bruce changed into neat clothes and stood behind you to watch you dress yourself up. He lifted your long hair put his hand on your neck, then slowly touched your shoulders and gave you a kiss.

"Sweetheart, you are so beautiful. I was fascinated by you the first time I saw you. I felt love for you at first sight."

"Mr. Bruce Wayne, you really have a sweet mouth."

"Every word I say is true and sincere."

You touched his hand and smiled, "I know, darling."

The phone in his pocket rang. He took it out and saw the contact on it was from his work unit. "Sorry, I have to answer the call first."

You know very well your husband is a busy man, you leave the room and go downstairs. You see Alfred chatting with other children. It's a rare morning that Jason is here too. He and Bruce had a dispute over some personal matters. Although he moved out for a while, he occasionally comes back here. Bruce takes special care of him even keeps his things in the room. Dick sees you coming downstairs and quickly runs to the stairs to greet you warmly.

"Mommy, good morning. You got up so late today."

You massage your shoulders "Good morning, sunshine boy. Yes, I have something to do with your dad."

Suddenly Tim puts a bouquet of blue roses that Bruce gave you last night in front of you "You two are really energetic."

You hold Tim's shoulders "I'm a victim too, Tim boy."

He nodded and gave a thumbs-up. "I understand. Other women escaped from his clutches, but you signed a lifetime contract with him."

They are close to your age, but get along with you like friends instead of sons. You took the bouquet in Tim's hand and said, "Where did you guys sleep yesterday?"

Jason put his arm around Dick's shoulder, looking very cool and unique. "Ha! Damn it, because of you and Bruce, these damn guys broke into my house and spent the night yesterday."

You feel a little sorry for letting the kids suffer outside. "I'm so sorry, I didn't expect him to be so... You know, I'll tell Bruce later."

Jason winked at you and pointed your neck. "Did he bite you yesterday?"

You forgot there were traces of him on your neck and you were wearing an off-shoulder top. You hurriedly covered it up with an awkward smile on your face. "You know too much."

Alfred took the flowers away, put them in a vase and placed them aside. You saw Damian sitting alone on the sofa. To be honest, you care about him because he is Bruce's child with another woman. You thought many problems before you married Bruce, you knew Damian would always distance himself from you. But you couldn't force to get along with him. You could only accept everything as it came. If you forced it, neither of you would be happy.

You keep some distance from him because you two have nothing to say to each other, just occasionally say hello, glad he responds to you. At this time, your husband comes downstairs after finishing his phone call and say hello to the children. The first person who rushes to your husband is definitely Jason because he is full of complaints. You sit aside watch the two father and son bickering, which makes you laugh. You feel a surge of eyes rushing up, it is Damian who just avoids your sight.

"Ahem, everyone, come and eat breakfast while it's still hot." Hearing Alfred mention breakfast, everyone immediately rushed to the dining area. Your husband sat in the middle and you sat next to him. Alfred poured you a cup of fragrant coffee and handed it to you. You took it and toasted with Tim who was sitting opposite you. This made your husband laugh. The common point between you and Tim boy is love coffee.

—The End—

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eregyrn-falls · 8 hours

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Gravity Falls Revival Prospects Teased by Disney TV Boss (Exclusive)

By Russ Milheim Posted: June 05, 2024

(From "The Direct", original article linked above.) While Gravity Falls may have ended in 2014 on the Disney Channel, fans are still hoping for a revival—thankfully, that doesn't look too far out of reach, at least according to an update from a top Disney executive. The series may have ended in 2014, but since then, creator Alex Hirsch has published several books in the universe. This included Gravity Falls: Tales of the Strange and Unexplained, Lost Legends, and Journal 3. In fact, another book is even coming out later this year, called The Book of Bill, which tells the story of the show from the perspective of the big bad. However, while books are great and all, a continuation of the show would absolutely thrill the franchise’s fanbase. In an exclusive interview with The Direct’s Russ Milheim while promoting the release of Big City Greens the Movie: Spacecation, Executive Vice President of Television Animation and Disney Branded Television Meredith Roberts gave a hopeful update on a possible Gravity Falls revival. She confirmed that they’re “in conversations with [creator] Alex [Hirsch]” before ending with an encouraging “never say never:” “You know, we're in conversations with Alex. He's about to publish a book with Disney on his project. And we also do some shorts. So never say never.”

What Could Be Next for Gravity Falls? While the update is a small one, plenty of fans will be thrilled to see even a slight glimmer of home. Sure, the new book releases are exciting, but not nearly as much as having the show back. If the show were to return, creator Alex Hirsch would likely want to introduce a new threat other than Bill. Admittedly, that's a high bar to clear. Perhaps a continuation would also age its leading characters, Dipper and Mabel. However, having older leads could transform Gravity Falls into a much different, more adult-based narrative. Either way, there's plenty of demand from fans to see the world of Gravity Falls again. Hopefully, that's something Disney can capitalize on sooner rather than later.

Since this is going around, and I haven't seen it posted here... well, here you go. What does it mean? Nobody knows! It may not mean anything. It's hard to tell whether this is just a Disney exec making noises for promotional purposes or what. I honestly would take this with a grain of salt until or unless Alex himself posts or tweets about it.

(My own thoughts: to be worthwhile, I strongly feel that any new Gravity Falls content would need to have the involvement of Alex Hirsch AND a good chunk of the other folks who worked on the show. People like Rob Renzetti, and others like Matt Braly, Alonso Ramirez Ramos, Emmy Ciceriega, Dana Terrace, Matt Chapman, Jeff Rowe, etc. etc. It would probably be difficult to impossible to get everyone back, unless it was for a very limited project, like a TV-movie or something.

I'm not saying they would ALL need to be back, and I do also think you could find some new folks to work on the project who would be very good replacements for some of the original crew who might not be able to come back. But, I've said many, many times: Gravity Falls was not the work of only one man. I respect the hell out of Alex Hirsch, but, the show that we love had contributions from a lot of other people that went into creating the final product. If what we want is something as good as the original show, then I think it would need input from those people.

And even then, we still have to keep in mind that it can be difficult to recapture lightning in a bottle. Even if they got back a majority of the original team, it's 10 years later (ish), and all of those folks have been through a lot, and most haven't been working with each other. There's a groove that the crew of the show got into at the time, and they'd have to recapture that groove. It would be different in at least SOME ways. Maybe a GOOD different! A lot would depend on the enthusiasm they had for doing it.)

So, we'll see! Keep an eye out, though, for more news.

#gravity falls #alex hirsch #disney

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littlechameleonguy · 3 days

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outfits in dead boy detectives ep.2

As always, little disclaimer: I have absolutely no idea about fashion, i just love the outfits and share what i find.

Okay, honestly, episode two is a little tricky. In the beginning, all Crystal, Charles and Edwin wear the same outfits as before but I got some more detail. (Less for Charles and more for Crystal and Edwin.) So, I decided to start there.

(Probably should have split the post but that occur to me a little to late, so it got a a bit long.)

The outfits (and little changes) Crystal, Charles and Edwin brought from episode one to episode two:

Firstly, here are the links to the posts from ep.1 where I originally talked about the outfits. Crystal , Charles , Edwin

Starting with Crystal. In ep.2 we can finally see properly what she is wearing underneath the coat. (I love the turtleneck btw and will definitely hunt down something similar the next time i go thrifting.)

Also I got two shots were you can see the whole outfit including the boots and green socks (thighs?).

And one more for the hand with rings but its very small and hard to see but I think it's pretty much the same we saw in episode one.

That's it for Crystal, let's move on to Charles. Although I honestly don't have much for him. He is wearing exactly the same he wore in ep.1 and I could cover the layers there a lot better then in ep. 2. But one thing I haven't covered in ep. 1 are the gloves so here are some shots about them.

but yeah that's it, I'm sorry. Hope I can talk more about him again in ep. 3. (Charles is my favorite after all.)

So lets check on Edwin than. Surprisingly, I actually do have a little more for him. But first for him too the gloves.

Then, I want to show you a couple of more shots about his shoes. I know that I've covered them already but I think these shots are a lot better and you can see more details so I still wanted to include them.

Also Edwin got something new, this beautiful thoughtful gift ;)

And last but not least, little nerd goggles - lexicograhical lenses.

(yes, i did go back to the episode checking what they called this thing.)

Yeah that's it for now. Crystal will get another post with her second outfit in the episode but for the boys there is nothing more that I haven't covered already. The other characters I will do for the episode are of course Niko and the Cat King and also Jenny and Esther but they might be one post again because I don't have that much for them once more.

I'm still sick at home (it's ten days now) so I think I will be able to do all the post today and queue them for the next couple of days.

#dead boy detectives #dead boy detectives outfits #dead boy detective agency #crystal palace #crystal palace surname von hoverkraft #charles rowland #edwin payne

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wholesomefluffdaddy · 2 days

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Wednesday's new court mandated therapist is having her keep a journal of her thoughts and feelings. Wednesday finds this to be a complete waste of time and decides instead to use it to record her observations of her unusual roommate Enid Sinclair. Wednesday POV.

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Entry 19

Current Moon Phase: First Quarter 🌓

Mother and father contacted me via crystal ball mid morning asking as to my plans for Yule. I informed them that I would be spending them with Enid's family. They were terrible at hiding their delight and asked many questions. Father inquired if I wished to return home to dig up one of Great-Aunt Calpurnia's rings. I scoffed at such a notion, the ground would be much too hard this time of year.

Mother chimed in that I might want something more modern for a certain gift recipient. I ignored her not so subtle suggestion and instead asked if they knew of any werewolf festivities around Yuletide. They both pondered this a while. As they did, Grandmama joined in the conversation. She asked if I was referring to the werewolf games that Swedish Archbishop Olaus Magnus wrote about. I was rather surprised, as was mother and father.

'A werewolf Christmas! How exciting! I didn't know those still took place outside of Livonia and Chicago.' She said as if reminiscing. 'What small town shall you be pillaging?' She asked. I raised an eyebrow.

'Enid did not mention pillaging…' I said as my curiosity was piqued.

'Ah, well, I suppose nowadays it's rather difficult to find houses with cellars full of mead and a castle wall to jump over.' She sighed and looked me up and down. 'Plus I imagine your parents wouldn't approve of acts of cannibalism while you're still in school.'

'Is that part of the festivities too? How much cannibalism is required?' I asked, enthralled.

'Wednesday, no.' Mother said firmly. 'Grandmama, I am rather doubtful that the Sinclairs practice such things.' She turned her attention back to me. 'What did Enid tell you explicitly?'

'Jumping a castle was included but the adaptation of its origin that I was given had to do with a young werewolf eating one of Saint Nicholas's reindeer to gain an advantage.' I said, drumming my fingers on my desk.

'Well, I assume that eating reindeer is a more acceptable alternative.' Grandmama said with a shrug. 'Where will you be traveling to that has reindeer and a castle wall?'

'San Francisco.' I said, glancing back at Enid's side of the room. Enid had left earlier in the morning to attend one of her extracurricular activities. I heard a collective gasp and my eyes flicked back to the crystal ball. 'Yes?'

'Nothing!' Father lied quickly. I narrowed my eyes.

'We are just surprised, is all.' Mother said, patting father's hand reassuringly. 'After what happened last time you visited.'

'I was assured the temperatures would not be so hellacious and Enid would limit my exposure to bright colors this time around.' I replied. Mother and father seemed doubtful. 'I shall send Thing with my Yule gifts before I intend to leave.' I said before bidding then farewell and covering the crystal ball. I stood up from my desk and wandered aimlessly around the dorm while my thoughts consumed me.

I eventually found myself sitting atop Enid's bed. I missed her dreadfully as I gazed at her bedside clock. Why must her accursed clubs continue this close to the end of our academic instruction? I lay down to conserve energy as I felt particularly lethargic with my werewolf's continued absence. I wondered momentarily if the family curse could cause me to perish if I was kept from Enid for long enough. I closed my eyes. My mind drifted back to Enid as if my mind were on a chain that the werewolf held, letting me wander ever so slightly as to give the illusion of freedom before yanking me back.

Admittedly I grew rather hot at the idea of Enid physically keeping me on a chain. I huffed as I glanced between the clock and the door. Enid's club would likely run late again. I found this most unacceptable as I needed Enid now. Carnal thoughts, to which I had little control over, soon overcame me. I furrowed my brow as I considered possible solutions. A moment later my mobile telephone began vibrating in my pocket. I retrieved it and felt my heart rate increase.

Enid had sent a text message and photograph. The photograph was a self portrait of her smiling at the camera as she sat in the quad. Enid had informed me earlier that these self portraits were colloquially known as 'selfies.' Her message asked if I required any sustenance from the cafeteria as, unsurprisingly, her meeting would go over the allotted time frame given. The solution struck me as I held the answer in my hand. Just as Enid could bewitch me with this accursed device I could do the same. I held out the mobile telephone as I had seen Enid do many times before and took a photograph.

I quickly pulled the device back towards me to analyze the composition. It was simple but acceptable. I sent it along with a message. Text soon appeared below my message indicating that Enid had received and viewed it. Enid's response was immediate with several of those irksome 'emojis.' She expressed shock and praise me at taking my first 'selfie.' I felt a small twinge of pride, I was currently in possession of Enid's attention and I wished to maintain it.

I sent another message indicating that I required her assistance in a serious matter. She was quick to ask if I was okay. I adjusted my position on her bed and took another photograph. I sent it along with instructions of what I needed her to do. Several dots appeared and disappeared. Finally a message appeared. Enid was gently reprimanding me for distracting her. A wicked grin spread across my face. I removed a single article of clothing and sent another photograph with a message. More dots appeared but the response was quicker. I was now being told off.

I sent another message saying that I desired Enid return to our dorm posthaste along with another photograph with another article of clothing missing. I continued this trend and watched as Enid's responses soon became all capitals and less coherent. It was not long before I heard keys fumbling outside our door. I heard the lock unclick and Enid burst through.

'Mi amor, you are back sooner than expected.' I said facetiously. I felt quite pleased in succeeding at having my werewolf return at a more appropriate time. Enid slammed the door shut behind her before stomping over.

'You!' She said, pointing at me as if to scold me. I sat up and kissed her accusatory hand.

'Now that you are back, I was hoping to-' But my next words were cut off as the werewolf pushed me back onto the bed.

'You.' She hissed dangerously in my ear before grabbing my tie. I gulped as she pulled me closer by it.

'Yes?' I asked with fervid trepidation.

I am rather chuffed to report that I was thoroughly and satisfactorily reprimanded by my werewolf for my folly, and that it will most certainly happen again.

Dear Diary,

I was TRYING to get all my club activities wrapped up today before winter break but SOMEONE was being needy. So there I was, in the middle of finalizing the first few pages of the yearbook in the quad, and I texted Willa to let her know I was almost done but would be running late. All normal so far right? Well, all of a sudden she decides to send me a selfie! 😲 Wednesday Addams sends me a selfie! I know! But it wasn't just a selfie - she sends a selfie of her lying on my bed all dramatically and pouting! (or I guess the closest thing to pouting that Wednesday does) and the message: I need you.

GIRL! 😳 But it doesn't stop there! No! Wednesday doesn't send just one selfie, she sends SEVERAL and is somehow losing more clothes in each one! 😖 OMG! I can't focus, the rest of the club is waiting for my approval on a layout and Wednesday is texting this and like the most suggestive messages!

W: Amore, I crave your touch.

W: Which position does mon loup find the most appealing?

W: I cannot bear another moment without your fangs claiming my flesh.

W: Cara mia, I wish for you to do unquestionably despicable things to me.

I couldn't! I just couldn't! 😵 I apologized to all the club members and said I had an emergency I needed to take care of.

Ugh! Willa looked so smug when I got back to the dorm. 😠 She tried to act all innocent and everything too! If she wanted my attention so bad then she was going to have it! 😤💕

#ao3 fanfic #archive of our own #enid sinclair #wednesday addams #wednesday netflix #wednesday x enid #wenclair #wednesday is oblivious #wednesday is soft for enid #wholesomefluffdaddy

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pinazee · 1 month

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First season wrap up:

Okay, to start, i should mention my general opinion on first seasons for shows, especially cable shows, is not to read too much of it as canon. The writers, producers, actors- everyone- are all trying to figure out what works and what doesn’t, so i give them latitude, particularly when it conflicts with later seasons. That being said, i do enjoy jumping through the hoops to make it all fit haha

So heres a few leftover notes i had as i revisited the eps to rank them:

I bet part of Lassie was craving the father figure in Henry, since we find out later his own father passed away when he was quite young. I wonder if thats part of the reason why he became a cop, as they are portrayed as the protectors and in the 80’s they were mainly men (i don’t really remember if he states his reason later, i suspect he did and im just not remembering). So when Henry didn’t meet up to the expectation he had in his mind, i bet it hurt a little more as it reminded him of what he lost :/

I think the other reason Shawn plays dumb so much, besides hiding his genius so ppl believe hes psychic, or for laughs, is because its how he gets people talking. Like in Shawn vs. the red phantom, he purposely guessed the wrong room number so the boys would correct him. My apologies if someones pointed this out before, i haven’t combed through the internet for everyone’s theories 😬 i only now noticed. I’m not the quickest at picking these things up lol

If i had to guess, Shawn didn’t want to be a cop for halloween, he probably wanted to be something star wars related to go with Gus’s Lando. So i wonder at what age Shawn stopped trying to please his dad. But also, why didn’t his mother ever stand up for him?? I’ll come back to her later -_-

I somehow missed it the first time, but shawn clearly asked Gus to come to the dinner and Gus even points out that it was a big deal for henry to reach out. Soo, yeah, shawn obviously didn’t wanna be alone with his dad, and even henry seemed nervous about it as hes pretty drunk.

Shawn has a right to be afraid of pointy things, his dad hid his easter eggs under glass when he was 6! Not to mention he later gets stabbed 3 times! (Also its just a legitimate fear???)

So far the list of Shawns knowledge (things i wouldn’t expect an average person to know) includes (beyond the obvious observational skills, deductive reasoning, reading people (poker), and all things police (marksmanship, police codes, etc.)):

Incredible spatial and physical reasoning skills (knowing how much money could fit in the duffle bag, knowing to rotate the water pitcher to catch the reflection from the tv)

Kurt Vonnegut (well, I didn’t know who he was at least)

How to spell aggiornamento (and probably all words because of his photographic memory)

Handwriting expert

Casually spoke and understood german

Has every road he’s driven mapped in his brain, and likely all of Santa Barbara

Familiar with paint (enough to know to mix latex enamel for no messy drips)

Animal tracks (i went back and forth on this but ultimately decided he must have known what to look for)

And heres a list of Gus’s niche interests:

Forensics

Spelling bee

Safe cracking

Historic rifles

Comic books

Astronomy (even though he was going to the planetarium for the girl)

Law

Local tennis

Online poker

Lastly, Ive decided instead of ranking them, im putting them in tiers. I feel like too many of them are hitting at the same level and I can’t differentiate:

Sweetest, Juiciest Golden Pineapple Tier

Scary Sherry, Biancas toast (ohmygod i just got the biancas toast 🤦🏽‍♀️)

Blue Psych Logo Tier

Weekend warriors

Forget me not

From the earth to starbucks

Poker? I hardly know her! (Sorry @pineapple-psychic!)

Pepto Bismo Pink Tier

Spelling bee

Pilot

She loves me, she loves me not, she loves me oops hes dead

Who ya gonna call?

Shawn vs the red phantom

Oops Canadian Flag Tier

Cloudy with a chance of murder

9 lives

Game set muuurder

Speak now or forever hold your piece

Woman seeking dead husband, smokers okay, no pets

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direwombat · 5 months

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For the WIP ask, Ex Paradiso???

ex paradiso is the sequel fic to kneeling at the crossroads! (or in other words, it's the new dawn sequel fic). if my latin is correct, and i'm...95% sure it is, it translates to "(outwards) from paradise". but also it's been a hot second since i've actively studied it, but i'm pretty sure "ex" is the preposition i want.

BUT

if katc is about cycles of violence and the horrors of war, then ex paradiso is about breaking those cycles, healing from the trauma, and picking up the pieces afterwards. the overarching plotline is super ??? at the moment because 1) it's been so long since i've played new dawn, 2) i uh...never finished that game, and 3) katc is nowhere near done so hashing out a plot right now wouldn't be worth it

BUT (x2)

i have so many thoughts about how i want to play with the plot structure. i want the fic to include both the bunker years as well as the world After. i want to bounce back and forth between the past and the present (or...if i can figure out a way to do it, have the bunker years timeline be moving forward while the New Dawn timeline moves in reverse and have them meet in the very middle at some point). i want "The Judge" and "Sybille" (and likewise "The Hunter" and "Jacob") to feel like different characters and you can tell which timeline you're in depending on which name they have.

the most important part of all of it is that syb and jacob, who end katc separated in different bunkers, find each other again and get a second chance in a world where they're actually, genuinely happier and find their purpose. not as warriors, but as community leaders who actively work to care for the people they've been charged to protect.

syb loses her identity for a while and she also loses her tongue, but to atone for the blood on her hands she goes on to protect, raise, and teach a whole new generation of children (breaking the cycle and not becoming her father). jacob, who loses an eye and who faces the terror of growing physically weaker as he ages realizes that he can't do everything on his own and must rely on others, and while he can't hunt the way he used to, he still has a number of skills that help new eden thrive.

also boomer is there and he and jacob bond over being old men with hip problems.

#it's a fic that's in its vibes phase but also it makes me want to eat drywall.#katc is all anxiety and ptsd and depression. suffocating and hard to breathe #and then ex paradiso is finding the joy in life. in bettering oneself and allowing yourself to breathe again.#you're getting a lot of 'plotter brain'#syb isn't safe from the angst because she has a REALLY ROUGH TIME during the bunker years #she loses most of her memories (including ones of jacob) and ends up heavily reliant on joseph (which is of course on purpose)#but as the story progresses The Judge regains her sense of self. /ESPECIALLY/ after (re)meeting The Hunter #but we'll see how it goes. i've never written a non-linear story like this so it's gonna take some figuring out #sorry this was a lot. i just have so many thoughts.#my fic #wip: ex paradiso

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